×× TOM RIDDLE ROMANCE ×× Inara Astrean is a transfer student from America with an ability that she was taught to be extremely common- turns out it's not. When a special student takes notice of her advanced skill, he decides that he wants a taste of that magic for himself. Cannon Character × Original Character Warning ⚠️⚠️: There are scenes depicting sexual assault, strong language, abuse, and death. Very slow burn. Very tension. First kiss is like chapter 41 be prepared.

REGULUS BLACK could break anything and everything, when only he put his cunning mind to it. People broke the easiest of all; people and their brittle bones, their sorry souls, their meticulous minds. SOLEIL ETOILE had always had a flare for healing, mending, fixing. She could put just about anything right, when only she set her ambitious mind to it...Though what about a heart? Remarkably easy to break, frustratingly complex to heal. Could Soleil ever fix something so tediously tricky as that? [ r.a.b x fem oc marauders era im real bad at short descriptions so plz don't judge too hard off this shi ]

They were never supposed to fall in love- only to play their parts. Heir and heiress. Gryffindor and Slytherin. Fire and ice. Aurelia Avery was raised to keep her name clean and her heart locked. Sirius Black was born to destroy every rule he touched. Their betrothal was a political move, a chain disguised as fate. But somewhere between detentions, midnight corridors, and the sound of his laughter in the dark, the chain began to slip. Now the cracks have spread. One curse, one secret, one mistake-and everything shatters. Regulus won't speak to her. The Marauders are splintering. The walls of Hogwarts no longer feel safe. And still Sirius finds her in the silence, hands trembling, eyes asking questions that neither of them is brave enough to answer. Because love was never supposed to look like this. It was supposed to be perfect. It was supposed to be pure. Instead, it's Messy. -- Harry Potter: Marauders Era - Sirius Black x Aurelia Avery Standalone Aurelia is my creation, and I own all rights to her. The Harry Potter franchise and movie series are owned by Warner Bros. Studios.

we all die in the end. SIRIUS BLACK Marauders Era. The Black Anthology © astrid, swanism.

Nefandum-(Latin) - unspeakable evil or doom. full of bad omens; something grave is about to happen. Ariadne and Alistair Veyreult were once students of the Eldritch Institute, a remote and forsaken school buried deep within the forests of Eastern Europe. Few had ever heard its name, and those who had spoke of it only in hushed tones, as if saying it aloud would draw something listening in the dark. The castle was a blackened ruin shrouded in mist and ivy, its walls breathing with old magic. Shadows crept too close to the students there, and creatures of the night roamed the halls as if they belonged. Their parents had sent them to Eldritch for one reason: it was a sanctuary for the forbidden. A place where the Ministry's gaze could not reach - where dark magic wasn't feared, but sharpened into a weapon. But darkness has a way of claiming what it touches. A string of incidents - quiet, terrible things whispered about but never spoken openly - forced their expulsion. Both Ariadne and Alistair carry the blood of Morgana Pendragon, an ancient, storm-bound lineage. The magic in their veins is old, volatile, and unyielding. It answers to no one. When their power began to slip, Ariadne's control, their parents, on their deathbeds bed turned to Albus Dumbledore, who agreed to bring them to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - not out of kindness, but to contain what might otherwise consume her. But power like that does not go unnoticed. From the moment Ariadne set foot in the castle, Tom Marvolo Riddle felt it. Her magic radiated in the air like frost on iron - quiet, unrelenting, dangerous. And Tom does not like what he cannot control.

It's the 1940s and Europe is crumbling. As the man made horrors of World War Two ravage the continent, the Wizarding World continues to tremble under the dark influence of Gellert Grindelwald. There is no safety, no reprieve for the common folk regardless of magical ability. The only people who seem to be unaffected are the Pureblooded Elite who's progeny rule over the halls of Hogwarts with all of the disgusting self indulgence and lack of empathy of Emperor Nero himself. They are beautiful, wicked, and most importantly, powerful. A young Tom Riddle is chomping at the bit to gain influence over his posh. empty-headed peers. He's been successful in securing the dimmest of the group under his thumb, but the truly influential pawns continue to evade him. He needs an in, one that not all the scheming in the world seems to be able to grant him. That is until he finds himself partnered with Serraphina Selwyn for Prefect duties. First born to renowned curse breaker Geneth Selwyn, she stands as heir to the pureblooded family's fortune and sacred magic. Serraphina, who represents everything Tom envies, must be his. The two form a deadly alliance that turns into a sordid affair. Bloody secrets, dark magic, and curses abound.

{Tom Riddle x OC} He wanted worship. She wanted escape. Neither got what they asked for. ◌•·················•·················•◌ Bound by ambition and haunted by their own secrets, Tom Riddle and Astrid Lestrange form a dangerous alliance in a post-war world still reeling from Grindelwald's shadow. For Astrid, it's a struggle to break free from her abusive family's control while striving to find her own strength and identity in a world that seeks to control her. For Tom, it's about overcoming his past, defining his legacy, and finding his place in a world defined by power and ambition. Together, they navigate a world of power plays, betrayals, alliances, and ghosts that refuse to stay buried. They were meant to use each other. Instead, they became each other's undoing. And now it's too late to turn back. Hell is empty- and the devils walk in step. ⟡ Ad inferos, una. ⟡ Trigger warnings: psychological/physical abuse, trauma, self-harm, childhood abuse/neglect, power imbalance, dubcon, disordered eating, supernatural horror Disclaimer: All characters, settings, and elements from the Harry Potter universe belong to J.K. Rowling and the respective rights holders. The only characters and plotlines that are mine are the original ones I've created.

✦ In which James Potter meets Ivy Blackwood, a sharp-tongued Gryffindor with ink-stained fingers and a knack for hexes, and declares her his sworn rival. or ✦ In which James Potter and Ivy Blackwood turn their rivalry into stolen notebooks, midnight broom races, and the kind of banter that feels dangerously like falling in love... James Potter x Oc --- STARTED: 09/12/2025 FINISHED: --/--/--

" 𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐝." In the fog choked streets of wizarding London, where shadows move of their own accord and whispers carry more truth than the Ministry dares to acknowledge, Auror Selene Dacre hunts the kind of crimes that leave no trace, no witness, and no justice. Yet every step she takes toward uncovering the truth draws her closer to a man who seems born of the night itself. Tom Riddle. Calm, meticulous, and impossibly compelling, he walks among the living with a charm that masks the darkness simmering beneath his flawless veneer, a darkness she cannot, and does not wish to, look away from. In a world where loyalty is fragile, and where evil hides behind polite smiles and gilded names, Selene must navigate the thin line between justice and desire, between fear and fascination. For the closer she moves toward Tom Riddle, the more she realizes that the darkness he wields is not something to be fought, it is something that might claim her heart, whether she resists or surrenders. Every encounter leaves them both changed. Every unspoken word leaves a trace. And in the spaces between danger and longing, Selene must confront the possibility that some fires do not warm, they burn, and som

Ánet never asked to leave home. But war took everything, and fate had plans of its own. Now, far from the northern lights, she's sent to a school of magic with one purpose: to stop an ancient entity before it rises. There, she meets Tom Riddle. Brilliant. Dangerous. And drawn to her magic. Together, they fight a rising darkness. But after the battle is over, Tom isn't ready to let her go. She was sent to stop one monster. She may have created another.